Shi Yayan drove Ye Fan back to the National Medical Center, but on the way, Ye Fan received a call from Hong Kong from an unfamiliar number, Ye Fan pressed the answer button and asked, "Which one?"

"Doctor Ye, I'm Lin Xi!" the other party's tone was full of excitement.

"Lin Xi?" Ye Fan scratched his head, only then did he suddenly remember that it was the Hong Kong music producer who was a little shy with black-rimmed glasses, and immediately smiled: "Hello, is there something wrong?"

"I made this call to express my gratitude to Dr. Ye. Of course, I should have thanked you in person, but I was busy with mundane affairs, so I made a phone call...... Lin Xi said with a little apology, "My cervical spondylosis has been completely cured! Your prescription is really amazing! I only took it for a week, and I was cured! ”

It turned out to be a thank you, Ye Fan didn't care, in the past six months, although there are a lot of things in business, and you have to take care of cultivation, but Ye Fan has always insisted on sitting in the traditional Chinese medicine hall and serving ordinary patients, and there are not a thousand or eight hundred patients who have been cured, so Ye Fan didn't take it to heart at all, and said indifferently: "Mr. Lin, don't take it to heart, I am a doctor, and I originally wanted to treat diseases and save people, and I just did my job." ”

Ye Fan's humble attitude made Lin Xi admire and be moved beyond measure.

He said in a sincere tone: "Divine Doctor Ye, I know that you have cured too many patients. Maybe I've forgotten about you! But I won't forget you! Without you, my music career would be completely over! You gave me a second life in art......

Lin Xi regards his artistic career as heavier than life, and the whole body paralysis caused by cervical spondylosis may not be fatal enough, but he can't create, for Lin Xi, who insists on creating, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Well, okay, I received your thanks!" Ye Fan felt a warm current in his heart, but said with a smile.

The life of a cultivator is full of killing, but the cultivation is also pure and peaceful, and he must pursue a calm and quiet mentality, after Ye Fan rose in the East China Sea, he made countless enemies, and too many battles made him inevitably feel a little anxious and painful, and curing the disease and saving people would give him a moment of peace.

Ye Fan is saving people, but he is also healing himself.

"If you come to Hong Kong when you come, you must tell me, I thank you in person!" Lin Xi said gratefully.

"Good. No problem. You friend, I admit it!" Ye Fan was overjoyed and said with a smile.

Treating the sick and saving people, seeing the sick come back to life, receiving the patient's sincere gratitude, and getting the sense of pleasure and accomplishment are more than the achievements in business and monasticism.

"Well, then I won't delay Doctor Ye's work! Thank you! I sincerely thank you!" Lin Xi understood that Ye Fan was not an ordinary doctor, and he had a large-scale pharmaceutical group, so he didn't dare to delay Ye Fan's time too much, and after expressing his gratitude, he hung up the phone.

Ye Fan hung up the phone, and after a while, the car arrived at the Chinese Medical Center. After getting out of the car, Ye Fan waved goodbye to Shi Yayan and walked into the compound of the Chinese Medical Center.

Along the way, the delicate little nurses and backbone doctors all came to say hello, Ye Fan put on an amiable appearance, nodded with a smile, and looked very familiar.

In fact, he can't name many people at all, but he can't blame Ye Fan for this - now the development of the Chinese Medical Center is too rapid, and in the second half of this year, hundreds of graduates from colleges and universities have been introduced, as well as some well-known doctors from other hospitals.

Where can Ye Fan recognize the whole?

Walking to the outpatient building of the Traditional Chinese Medical Center, a middle-aged man ran from behind Ye Fan, trying to bluff Ye Fan, Ye Fan felt that there was someone behind him, and turned around abruptly, but he startled the comer.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be Doctor Jiang!" Ye Fan looked at Jiang Feng and said with a smile.

"It's not fun!" Jiang Feng said with a smile, "I wanted to scare you, but you found out!"

"When did you arrive?" Ye Fan remembered that Jiang Feng wanted to join the Chinese Medical Center Group, but he didn't expect him to come so quickly.

"Yes, I have already found Huang Xiushen, yesterday he took me to visit several nearby construction sites! My good man! You are amazing! Ten branches of the Chinese Medical Center opened together, and the situation scared people to death!" Jiang Feng looked at the magnificent office building of the Chinese Medical Center, and said with envy and admiration.

"By the way, has your housing been arranged?" Ye Fan asked.

Jiang Feng was going to come, but Ye Fan told Huang Xiushen, but during this time, Huang Xiushen also had to take care of the construction of the branch, but he was afraid that he would forget it.

The house is in the staff dormitory at the back, but the area is also 120 square meters. Jiang Feng said very movingly.

He originally thought that Ye Fan's promise that day was just taking advantage of the wine, and it was being implemented, and it would definitely be greatly discounted, but he didn't expect that Ye Fan would do what he said and simply fulfill his promise at that time.

The soldier died for his confidant, Ye Fan treated him so kindly, Jiang Feng also made up his mind to perform the stunt he learned in Baicaomen back then, and repay Ye Fan for his kindness.

"That's good......" Ye Fan nodded, he was still satisfied with Huang Xiushen's work, and patted Jiang Feng on the shoulder with a smile, "Ten branches, it will be done in the spring of next year, and when the time comes, I will directly give you a branch as the dean, for now, you still have to succumb to this side......"

"Wu Zishan, the king of Lingnan medicine, Yao Hefeng of Heqitang, Ran Xuyang, the owner of Yuanyang Health Hall, and Zhang Huaiyou of Huaigu Health Hall, which of these four people is not a big country-level figure? They are all willing to work in you, and in terms of seniority, they are still the predecessors of my master's generation! What grievances do I have?" Jiang Feng said with a smile.

I also admire it in my heart, the Chinese Medical Museum is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and its strength is extraordinary.

I also sighed at Ye Fan's ability to unite people's hearts, it is not difficult for a person to become a famous doctor, it is difficult to rely on personality charm to bring them together, and it is even more difficult to use capital means to maintain a collective healthy and orderly walk.

Looking at the entire Huaxia region, there are only a handful of people who can do Ye Fan's step.

At this moment, in front of the inpatient building, a large number of people suddenly gathered, including medical staff, patients and family members, who pointed to the roof of the building and talked about it, looking very nervous.

Ye Fan followed their gaze and looked over, only to see a girl wearing a hospital gown standing on the roof of the building, but her feet were standing outside the guardrail.

She was seventeen or eighteen years old, like a college student, very charming and beautiful, her hair was permed into big wavy curls, and she looked very fashionable.

Placed on the street, it is also the best stunner that makes men laugh at it without forgetting, but her face is sickly pale, her expression is sad, and she can't help but look at it with a mobile phone with tears on her face.

"Something happened!" Ye Fan immediately ran towards the inpatient building quickly, Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately followed.

"What's the matter? Is it a terminally ill patient?" Ye Fan saw that in the crowd, Huang Xiushen, Mao Qian, and Liu Fangyuan were all standing there, and immediately walked over and asked.

"No, she just committed suicide by cutting her wrists some time ago and sent her to our hospital for first aid! The wound has almost recovered, who would have expected that after someone visited her today, her feelings were quite stable, and we didn't pay attention. Who knew that if she didn't pay attention, she ran to the top of the building, looking like she was going to commit suicide!" Mao Qian had just learned about the situation and made a brief report to Ye Fan.

"She must not have an accident! Otherwise, this will be a big scandal for our Chinese Medicine Museum!" Ye Fan frowned, his expression was solemn, he pointed at Huang Xiushen and said: "Xiushen, call the police, you go to the rooftop to persuade her, and when she is not guarded, restrain her!"

"Okay!" Huang Xiushen was frightened, and then he reacted, and while calling the police, he ran to the inpatient building, preparing to go to the rooftop to rescue.

Bang, when he ran to the door, a tall young man ran from inside the door, and the two of them collided with each other with a bang.

Huang Xiu has kung fu and can still maintain stability, but the young man slipped on the soles of his feet, fell to the ground, and knocked out a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't care about it, and came out and shouted at the girl: "Liangying, don't jump off the building!

But the girl didn't look at him, and in the midst of everyone's screams, she sat down on the edge of the rooftop, swinging her legs.

"It's over! It's over! When is it bad to commit suicide? Why did you choose to commit suicide in our Chinese medicine hall?" Seeing this scene, Mao Qian and Liu Fangyuan were so anxious that they were like ants on a hot pot, and they didn't know what to do.

"What kind of bastard are you talking about?" Ye Fan frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Compared to the reputation of the Chinese Medical Center, the patient's life is more important! Don't be stunned! Go to the ward, find a sheet and quilt, and pounce underneath!"

The inpatient department building is fifteen stories high, to be honest, jumping down at this height, even if there is this kind of simple cushion underneath, which can cushion a little impact, it is estimated that the girl does not have much chance of survival, however, it is better than nothing, Ye Fan must do his best.

Mao Qian and Liu Fangyuan immediately organized several medical staff and quickly ran into the inpatient building to find the quilt.

Ye Fan walked up to the young man who had broken his mouth, looked at him gloomily, and asked, "What is your relationship with her?"

"I'm her, she's a boyfriend......" The young man's face was embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment, and said.

What does it mean to be a "boyfriend"?

Ye Fan glanced at the young man, twenty years old, with a handsome face and a tall figure, but his steps were vain, his face was pale, and he looked like a gentleman who had been hollowed out by wine.

Ye Fan instantly understood that this girl had a relationship problem with him, and she couldn't think about it for a while, so she decided to jump off the building. Seeing that his lips were still bleeding, Ye Fan handed him a piece of toilet paper, asked him to cover it, and asked, "Then why did she jump off the building?"